The Tri Elves
By: Aya Eliya
What if elves from Gaea were sent to the illusionary moon as babes, and found a way to return? This is the story of three elves, Ananda, Daley, and Rosalyn…
Disclaimer: I did not create elves, Escaflowne, Atlantis, or any other great accomplishments of Fantasy writing. Escaflowne belongs to the lovely people who own it as you read this, Atlantis was thought up by some great story teller I don't know, and elves are an ancient race who I found out about in JRR Tolkien's books. My morphed version of them is mine, along with the idea of having them on Gaea.
Thanks: Special thanks to Elven Princess, Joy King, and Dhanushka Mendis, who encouraged me to put elves and Escaflowne together.
Notes: This is my first Esca fic, and I have not seen the entire series as it was intended to be viewed, so my information may be incorrect. When I have seen the entire show, I will revise my fic and edit anything that is incorrect. My chapters usually start out short, but lengthen later on.
Though no lyrics are in this chapter, there will be in nearly every chapter after this. They can be found at www.rockerboo.com/kayaki/ficmusic.html
Flames policy: All flames will be given to Dilandau, for his enjoyment.
Chapter 1 – Ananda Leaves First"Ananda!"
The Indian girl named Ananda Kryos had emerald green eyes turned her head to the left, her midnight black hair flying over her shoulder, flying over her right shoulder. She was of average height, wearing unusual clothes, as she was headed for a gymnastic practice with her friends at the gym. Her friend Rosalyn, one she'd intended to meet at the gym, had called her name.
She slowed her energetic exercise of running on the fine spring morning to a slow walk, giving her friend time to catch up to her.
"What is it, Ros-a-lyn?"
Ananda elongated her friend's name, out of pure mischief, as she knew Rosalyn hated her name being said with an aw sound instead of the oh her mother had meant to come after the R.
Rosalyn was a tall young woman, about five foot seven with a light chocolate hair color, with dark and light tints to it. Her eyes were a cerulean blue, which turned to a light ice color when she was angry, and midnight blue when she was scared or upset. But it took a lot to scare Rosalyn Veroni. She was more athletically inclined, fine leg muscles attributed to five years of soccer games and leagues.
Rosalyn sighed, rolling her eyes. "You will never give up the fact that Timothy said my name wrong, will you?"
Ananda grinned. "Well, you only spent a year worshipping the ground he walked on."
Rosalyn blushed, remembering her eighth grade crush. She pouted, "It wasn't fair that you told him in Gym, might I remind you, the ONLY class we don't share?"
Ananda giggled. "Hey, if I didn't tell him, you'd still be describing how his left bang falls just so in his right eye, because he hasn't had a hair cut."
Rosalyn sighed, and rolled her eyes again. "Are you sure that's all he said, 'Oh, you mean Rawsalyn?' Are you sure that's all he said?"
Rosalyn was still fishing for details when Daley Relen-Darlian, the human spring (the last of the gymnastic trio), rammed right at Ananda's left and Rosalyn's right shoulders. Ananda sprang away just in time, having been waiting for her other friend's approach, but Rosalyn had been too absorbed in pleading for info.
Daley got Rosalyn to the ground before Rosalyn was able to throw Daley off her. Daley went flying over Ananda's head—giggling. "I finally got her, Ananda!"
Rosalyn rubbed her elbow, still a little sore from the digging it did into the dirt. She grumbled about over excited girl, and scowled.
Ananda smiled. "Getting miss no-one-can-ever-sneak-up-on-me is very impressive, Daley."
As the trio walked deeper into the woodsy park, 14 silent young men pursued them.
Daley's eyes sparkled. "What'd I miss?"
Daley was shorter than the other two by a minimal margin. Standing five foot three, she was a mere two inches shorter than Ananda, but a full four from five foot seven Rosalyn. She had strawberry blonde hair that had several thin streaks of light brown in it. Her eyes were a warm amber, and she seemed very slight and fragile, but she was the school's best gymnast, and was the most flexible of the three.
Rosalyn did her trademark sigh and rolling her eyes. The fact that Ananda and Daley could perfectly imitate her as she did it attested to the frequency it appeared. Rosalyn threw blades of grass into her friends hair. "Stop it!"
Giggling, the girls had a ten minute grass fight. It took them just as long to take all the grass out, but they did that while going even deeper into the copse of trees.
"As I was saying," Rosalyn emphasized the fact that she had been trying to say something. But the other two erupted into laughter as Rosalyn's face turned white with fear when something crawled onto her hand that was removing a leaf. Glaring at her friends, Rosalyn brought her thumb and fore finger together, crushing the insect.
"Ananda was teasing me about Timothy."
Daley continued to laugh. "Timothy Vane? I thought she'd crushed your pride by talking to him today."
Ananda smiled wickedly. "Oh, but I did. She just wanted to know every syllable I said to him, and he replied with."
Rosalyn lightly punched the Indian girl. "Shut up, you!" Her eyes sparkled to show she was teasing. But several boys from middle school knew and several from high school would soon know that she was not a girl to pick a fight with, because she was not a weak fighter. Which would come in handy very shortly.
"Ananda Kryos." Fourteen boys surrounded the trio of girls. They wore strange black armor, which seemed rather frightening to Daley. "You will come with us."
Rosalyn instantly stood in front of Daley, instinctively protecting the youngest.
A boy with blue trim on his black uniform sneered at Rosalyn. "Who says we want a shrimp like her, or a giant like you?"
Rosalyn's hand snapped out so fast that Miguel didn't have time to react. He cupped his cheek, and glowered at Rosalyn. "You'll pay for that." He hissed.
Rosalyn smiled sweetly. "But I'm just a li'l ole girlie. I thought boys were never supposed to hurt li'l 'uns lak me." Ananda smiled at her accent.
The boy drew his sword, and cut his thumb. He touched it to Rosalyn's forehead. "I, Lavariel Miguel, will kill you when we return, or I will die trying!"
Rosalyn burst out laughing. "You bust in on our walk through the woods, then command my friend to go with you who knows where, and then you say you're going to kill me and if you can't, kill yourself? What backwards world have we all fallen into?"
As the group tightened their knot around the trio, Daley and Rosalyn flanked Ananda.
Rosalyn was done joking. Her eyes flashed fire. "Why should she do anything you tell her to?" Rosalyn's finger and glare accused Miguel, along with the rest of the slayers.
The slayers from Zaibach shifted uneasily. This was supposed to be a very simple mission. Someone was paying Dilandau a great sum of money to bring back the girl with the Gaean symbol, and Ananda had it in her hair—the Caliopse blossom, in a silver cast. There were supposed to be three girls, but Rosalyn and Daley didn't have theirs out. So they were to grab at least one, to keep Dilandau from killing them upon their return, then search thoroughly after the girl had been questioned.
Ananda, Daley and Rosalyn were back to back to back with each other. Ananda smiled at the nearest slayer. "Triplette cut." The boy who had very light blonde hair flinched. What was that supposed to—"
Before he could understand it, the girls were running in three different directions. The group split into three. The girl obviously felt friendship towards these two, and capturing them would be their key to getting her.
The light blonde boy and another with a darker hair color, and a circular hair cut followed Ananda.
Miguel of course set off after Rosalyn.
And the remaining 11 stopped Daley.
Daley was the first caught. She had the disadvantage of being the shortest, but that was the one thing she lacked that her friends didn't—longer legs.
Daley's first victim was a boy with longer purplish hair. He grabbed her left knee, and received a solid kick in the chin. He started to relax his hold to slide his glove down to her ankle where she couldn't get him as well, but that was all it took for Daley to move out of his grasp. Her leg came free, and she slithered away, but a boy with whitish hair grasped her elbow. She did a double take at his hairstyle, then bit his hand. The boy cried out, and let go. The boy with purple and the with white plus one with darker purple held Daley's arm and legs. Daley continued to struggle, but knew she couldn't break free. She glared at her captors. "I thought you wanted Ananda." The boy with the lighter purple hair smiled. "Of course we do. You're just bait."
Rosalyn raced through the trees, well aware of Miguel's quick footsteps behind her. His harsh breathing got closer until she felt a tight grip on her left wrist. Her wrist was quickly wrenched up and to her right shoulder. Her right wrist was passed into the hand that held her left. Miguel's breath warmed her neck, and Rosalyn fought to stay angry.
Miguel fought to keep his mission on his mind. This girl, who he'd sworn to kill, was getting under his skin. It was like he had to prove himself worthy of her, but she was a mere mortal, no matter how elf-like her clothes and height seemed to be.
With her arms pinned like that, the pain made her forget the funny feeling she had. She kicked her foot back and kicked until it connected with his armor. With an exhalation of air, he let her go. She whirled around, and smiled at him. He grinned back at her.
Miguel didn't know what he was thinking, but he fell directly on top of her. Pinned to the ground, he felt a great sense of relief. She couldn't harm him. She made a muffled sound, and Miguel quickly picked her up, and cradled her in his arms, crushing her to his chest, to stop her from moving—or so he told himself.
Rosalyn found herself nearly crushed beneath the weight of the dragonslayer Miguel. She mumbled a curse, and for some reason he got up and crushed her against his chest, no doubt just to keep her from fighting. For some reason she couldn't fight against him any longer. It was as if her anger had all melted away. Rosalyn couldn't help but wish that Miguel would hold her in his arms forever.
Daley watched Rosalyn and Miguel approach. She smiled. She had a feeling that Rosalyn wouldn't mind staying with Miguel a little longer. In fact, she thought it might cool both of their hot tempers if they did stay together. They both resembled piles of mush, unsure of anything. Yes, both their faces were masks, but Daley was long used to deciphering walls of stones into feelings. She had known Rosalyn since she was three, after all. And from the way the other slayers were nodding at each other, Daley knew that her guess about Miguel's feelings wasn't too far off, either.
The two strongest 'slayers(you decide who ^^) held the two girls tightly against each other, restraining them for the other 10 to tie them up. Miguel smirked at Rosalyn. The ropes tied to her legs bit into her flesh, drawing blood. Rosalyn gathered some onto her thumbnail, and waited for Miguel's laughing face to come closer. When it did, she flicked it onto his forehead. She grinned in triumph. "Now we are evenly matched, Miguel." Miguel's fury filled face did little to appease Daley's worry that the two's sparring relationship wouldn't end in injury. Now they both had sworn to kill each other.
Ananda stopped suddenly in a convenient tree hollow. She looked back as Daley cried out in pain. Ananda's eyes darkened into a dark sea of green. Harming her friend was their mistake. They would pay.
Gatti, who'd been following her closest, ran straight by her, assuming she'd gathered speed, and disappeared ahead. Chesta, who was slightly slower today, stopped for a breath, leaning on the tree that Ananda hid in.
Ananda silently crept around the tree, and wrapped her left arm around Chesta's neck. The boy found breathing harder. Ananda cleverly titled the boy against the tree so that he couldn't harm her. She smiled. The Dragon Slayers had thought two hostages would bring her willingly. However, for all she knew, they'd kill her friends whether she went willingly or not.
Gatti stood in front of Ananda, assessing what he was seeing. Before he could react, Ananda had a dagger from her waist against Chesta's throat. She smiled. "Well, it's only fair for me to use your own tactics against you, isn't it?"
Gatti escorted Ananda back to camp, where she sat calmly. Chesta was forced to sit by force. Miguel glared at Ananda. Ananda smiled back.
"I offer a simple proposition to you. You release my friends, I release yours. It's simple enough, isn't it?" The dragon slayers nodded miserably.
Half of them (spurred on by Miguel), had begun to believe that the other two might be elves, also. Then they would return with more than Dilandau had expected, and wouldn't be lashed against upon their late return.
Daley and Rosalyn's bonds were cut, and Ananda sheathed her dagger. Chesta quickly regained himself, but hid behind Gatti and Miguel for much of the time afterwards.
As Miguel released Rosalyn, he let his lips brush her cheek. Her body shivered, despite the strict control Rosalyn usually maintained over her actions. For some reason, her body didn't listen when Miguel was near.
Dallet smiled at Miguel. "You're cruel, you know that?" Miguel smiled smugly.
The Dragon Slayers took out chains. Ananda didn't move. They opened the clasps and approached her. Ananda bit her lip, but didn't cry out. Showing weakness would only bring Daley and Rosalyn pain.
Rosalyn tried to push through. Dallet and Guimel roughly shoved the two girls away from Ananda. "Unless you want some unnecessary pain, I'd run, girl." Rosalyn kicked Dallet in the head. "And if you want to live longer than Miguel," Here she smirked at the mentioned slayer. "I'd watch how you treat Ananda."
Ananda forced a smile onto her face, forcing herself to appear cheerful. If they knew how frightened she was, the slayers would laugh, and her friends would fret.
As Chesta and Gatti picked her up, Gatti noted that she didn't flinch. She had braced her body extraordinarily well. The 12 remaining slayers opened a black sphere, and Chesta and Gatti wedged her inside. On some unspoken signal, the fifteenth slayer revealed fifteen giant robots that had some invisibility cloak on.
Rosalyn watched, tears streaming down her cheeks. Daley's knees slipped, and she kneeled, glaring at the black/purplish robots.
The robots put their shoulders together, and disappeared. Gatti's robot's hand grasped the black pearl, and it disappeared. Daley hung her head, in defeat.
As the robots marched away, Miguel looked up from his controls. He'd heard a distinct ping. He turned, and heard another two sounds. There, by his heel, was the girl. Miguel contemplated stepping on her, but for some reason couldn't bring himself to do it.
Using her ears, Rosalyn could hear where the giant machines were. So she began gathering stone, and striking them, forgetting the folly. She couldn't sit there and do nothing, after all.
When the robots reached the edge of the park, they became visible. Rosalyn noted that they couldn't fly with invisibility cloaks on. She smiled. They all appeared, and launched themselves in the air. Last to leave was Miguel's. Rosalyn just knew it was his robot. It's face plate faced her. Both machine and mortal faced each other for a time, neither moving. With a sudden movement, the last guymelef of Zaibach was airborne, and leaving her behind.
Rosalyn's fist clenched. "You'll pay." She hissed. As they continued to fly towards their unseen destination, she raised her fist. "Do you hear me? You—will—pay!" she screamed. She imagined destroying their 'melefs one by one, and smiled to herself. A proper end for the kidnappers, she decided.
What about Miguel? A taunting voice asked. Rosalyn shook her head, focing herself to ignore her reactions to him. "He'll die, too." But Rosalyn fretted. Could she actually kill him?
TBCAuthor's last note: So how bad was it? Amazing that I got all of this from a piece of notebook paper! Um…I've got three chapters planned, should I even post them? As I said before, this is my first esca fic.